Chapter 581: Banana Evil, Not the Way (9)

Xing's eyes widened suddenly: 'How do you know so much?'

'Of course the director needs to familiarize themselves with the actors' resumes before auditions—that's normal,' Ruike said meaningfully. 'CUT—your test is over; let's see the results……Most of your answers were quite humorous, like a star in front of the camera, and with experience winning the Grand Assembly Sea Selection, the academy best suited for you is——Harmony Academy!'

After saying that, Ruike handed Xing a student ID from Harmony Academy.

'Xing, do you feel it? The dramatic potential hidden in this campus is stirring. And now, your plot is about to begin——as the protagonist, don't let me and the audience down.'

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Labyrinth Meal.

Mr. Ruike seems to know something but isn't willing to say it outright……He feels like a masked fool.

'A fool?'

The simmered slime gel in the pot mixed with herbs and dried mushrooms, emitting a gurgling, enticing sound. Qierchake, while tossing the peeled roots into the pot, calmly responded, 'Indeed, there's a hint of fool's flavor, but have you noticed he doesn't seem to have the sleep banana monkey element?'

When teachers and students were collectively immersed in the sleep banana monkey university, the sudden appearance of this sober character made Ruike seem somewhat out of place.

'Hmm, could it be that he doesn't like the sleep banana monkey? But given his independent streak, he really doesn't seem like the type to follow the crowd.' Maluxier held her hot soup, blowing on the steam, and muttered softly, 'Speaking of fools, do you still remember Huohuo's line?'

'Which line?' Qierchake turned his head curiously to glance at her.

'The Primitive Doctor loves bananas.'

'Oh oh, that line—isn't it……huh? Wait——!!' Qierchake suddenly realized, as if something instantly connected, causing his chopping motion to halt.

'I get it! The Primitive Doctor is a monkey!!'

'Ah ah ah, you idiot, that's not what I meant!'

Maluxier rolled her eyes, raised her staff intending to strike Qierchake's head, but seeing the food boiling in the pot, she simply put it down. 'The Primitive Doctor is a member of the Genius Club—how could he be a monkey?!' I mean, he might be related to this group of monkeys. Although it's just speculation……Huohuo told Xing that nonsensical line at that point, and I feel there must be a deeper meaning behind it.

——

After leaving the rehearsal room, Xing waited outside for a moment, and soon Sanyue Qi and Danheng followed her out.

'Sigh...' As soon as Sanyue Qi stepped forward, she frowned, 'That Mr. Ruike actually said the academy best suited for me isn't Harmony Academy, but Dream Academy!'

'You look down on Dream Academy?'

Sanyue Qi slumped her face, let out a long sigh, 'I thought I had acting talent, but I actually have to go to the Dream Border to carry ash—does that make sense?'

Danheng: 'Have you accepted it?'

'Of course not—I couldn't refuse. He said I'd encounter a future full of dramatic tension at Dream Academy, quite seriously, and it's too intriguing.' Sanyue Qi crossed her arms, 'Anyway, there's no loss, so let's just give it a try.'

However, when Sanyue mentioned answering the questions, Mr. Ruike unexpectedly brought up Belobog, and Danheng suddenly recalled that he also mentioned the Luofu Celestial Vessel, feeling that Ruike had a clear grasp of their pasts.

But considering this might also be due to Jizi submitting the admission materials, the group didn't dwell on it and instead headed to the nearest Creative Gathering to wander and eat.

When passing the first dessert stall, Xing noticed it was a handmade DIY dessert shop, so she decided to personally make a banana pie for Sanyue Qi.

After finishing the ordinary banana selection and emotional accompaniment, the final condiment……while Sanyue Qi was distracted by other stalls, Xing ruthlessly spooned a hotel‑special chili sauce into the banana.

'……Are you sure?' Danheng kindly reminded.

'Don't doubt the chef's choice!' Besides, it's not her eating it.

After a brief bake, Xing smiled and handed the freshly baked banana pie to Sanyue Qi.

'Looks not bad, let me try——' Sanyue Qi took a bite, her expression shifting from indulgent enjoyment to satisfaction; just as she was about to praise it profusely……she suddenly clapped a hand over her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

'Whoa, so spicy! What did you put in there?!'

——

Chinese Little Chef.

'It's chili! She added chili!'

Watching Sanyue Qi choke back tears from the spice, frantically fanning and drinking water, Liu Maoxing's eyes lit up as he stroked his chin, muttering, 'Interesting—blending spice into dessert breaks the conventional limits of taste; this idea is bold! I've never tried anything like this before……'

Zhou Meili shook her head helplessly beside them: 'Desserts should be soft and mellow—such intense spice would overpower the main flavor.'

'You're being limited! True cuisine is about daring to fuse and innovate—watch me!'

Liu Maoxing rushed into the kitchen, and shortly after presented a plate……of an oddly shaped snack. The snack's outer layer was crystal‑clear, seemingly a steamed rice‑noodle sheet made from finely prepared rice slurry, within which soft‑glutinous banana chunks could be vaguely seen……and some pink shrimp? The sheet was dotted with a bright chili‑sauce speck, accompanied by a small dish of what appeared to be a ginger‑vinegar dip.

'Using Xing's dessert as a prototype, but her banana pie is too limited—look at mine——'Cantonese banana fragrance spicy rice‑noodle roll'! Liu Maoxing puffed out his chest proudly, 'I chose Lingnan bananas, taking only the soft, sweet middle segment, added fresh shrimp for texture, wrapped it in the smooth rice‑noodle skin, finished with a touch of special chili sauce, and complemented it with appetizing ginger‑vinegar—truly a perfect blend of sweet, salty, fresh, spicy, and sour.'

He spoke with animated eyebrows, yet Zhou Meili stared, mouth agape.

As a true‑born Guangdong lass……she supports the death penalty!

'I say……' Zhou Meili reached out, pinched the soft flesh on Liu Maoxing's waist, twisted hard, and as he cried out in pain, she delivered a precise knife‑hand strike to his forehead.

'You're not innovating—you could just join the Dark Cuisine World! The rice‑noodle roll's freshness, the banana's sweet fragrance, and the chili's kick……this, this isn't fusion; it's outright brawling! Has our Guangdong rice‑noodle roll offended you?'

Liu Maoxing rubbed the spot where he'd been pinched, defending himself plaintively: 'Meili, the possibilities of cuisine are endless! How would you know it's bad without trying? If it turns out good, I still plan to add strawberries later.'

'All right, quiet down—some attempts are doomed from the start!' Zhou Meili helplessly held her forehead, 'Quickly take away this plate of Five Flavors Clash; I'm afraid I'll develop a psychological aversion to rice‑noodle rolls.'